Judy's Jewels 1

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Judy's Jewels 1
 
One summer, while a teenager of sixteen, peter visited relatives 
who owned a small ranch in the Texas hill country. The attraction 
of the place was not the pleasant green hills and sparkling natural 
springs, but rather his distant cousin, Judy, a buxom country lass 
about his own age. At a brief meeting several months earlier, the 
sexually precocious Girl had given the inexperienced youth his 
first lessons in making out, in the back seat of a Chevrolet at a 
drive-in movie. Obsessed by the memory of his adolescent 
seed spilling into her hands as Her fingers slowly teased his 
virgin genitals, peter eagerly anticipated the visit. The day after 
his arrival, Judy offered to show him around the ranch, which was 
devoted to the breeding of cattle. After pointing out the stock 
pens and some of the prize breeding bulls, She led him to a small, 
clean building filled with equipment unfamiliar to the city reared 
teenager. 
" This here's our breedin' barn. This is where we inseminate the 
cows to get them with calves. Also, with a sly smile, where we milk 
the bulls."
This last comment confused peter, " Milk the bulls -- I don't 
understand. "
" I don't mean the drinking kind. Where do you think we get all the 
sperm for the cows? " She giggled, " Remember what I did to you at 
the drive-in? 
" Peter blushed in understanding " Oh. "
Judy walked over to a stall beside which a large stainless steel 
machine stood. " This here's the extractor. We lead the bull into 
this stall and strap him down good so he can't kick up a fuss. Then 
we stick this hose on his pizzle and let it suck away on him till 
he creams. " She held up a clear plastic tube attached to the 
machine.
peter stared in fascination.
" You mean it makes him ejaculate...just like... "
" Yep, it milks away at their pricks until the shoot a load, just 
like jacking off. I get a kick out of watching them. They don't 
know what's happening but they sure know it feels good! "
" Gee, do you do that to all the bulls ? "
" Well, all the breedin" bulls. Course the ones we don't breed get 
castrated. We do that in this stall too. Sometimes, Paw lets me 
work the castrator myself, and he says I'm real good at it. "
peter shuddered at the callous cruelty in Her voice.
But his eyes remained fixed on the extractor. Judy played with the 
tube in Her fingers, watching him out of the corner of Her eye.
" The extractor don't work just for bulls, you know. "
" What...what do you mean? "
" I came out here with one of Ma's cocker spaniels once and caught 
the hired man with his pants off and his prick in the extractor 
tube. He liked it too, cause he was gruntin' just like a bull. I 
went and told Ma what he was doing' and She came out and ran him 
off with the cattle prod, didn't even let him pull his pants back 
on. " peter's lips were dry as he tried to imagine the scene. She 
paused for a moment and then asked, " What do you think it would 
feel like, peter, getting milked like that? "
" I....I have no idea. "
She gave him a devilish grin.
" Want to try it? "
He gaped open-mouthed at Her suggestion.
" You mean....me....in the ....? "
" Sure. I'll work the extractor on you and you can see how it 
feels. I know you like getting jerked off. "
" Well....yes but. "
" Then what's the difference? C'mon pull your pants off and let me 
give you a milkin'. "
If he were alone, peter would have relished the chance to try the 
novel stimulation. But he was reluctant to perform such a 
humiliating and bizarre sexual act in front of his adored cousin.
" Judy, I couldn't. Not with you..... "
" Oh, don't be such a chicken! Will you do it if I take off 
something first? " With that, She quickly unbuttoned Her work shirt 
and spread it open. Peter gasped as Her enormous bosom was bared 
before him. Rather than removing the shirt, She tied the loose ends 
beneath Her breasts, lifting and framing them for his view.
" There, I showed you my tits, so you pull down your pants. Go on 
now, do it. "
At the sight of Her abundant Womanhood, peter felt all resistance 
ebb from him. Almost in a dream he obeyed, fearing the loss of the 
heavenly vision if he refused. Judy made him step out of his 
trousers and his underwear until he stood before her naked from the 
waist down. Aroused by the experience, his penis jutted stiffly in 
front of him.
She pointed at his manifestation and giggled, " See, you really 
want it don't you? Come on now, get down on all fours in the stall, 
like a bull. "
peter did as She asked, even allowing Her to fasten the restraints 
used for the animals. As he knelt on hands and knees, She took two 
wide leather belts which hung by rope from the ceiling and cinched 
them tightly around his chest and stomach, forming a sling which 
supported his weight. She then attached wrist and leg bindings 
which secured his limbs to the four corners of the stall. He waited 
nervously, helplessly immobilized, conscious of his naked organs 
dangling between his naked thighs, completely at Judy's mercy.
She gave his penis a flick with one finger and said sadistically,
" You don't exactly have the equipment of a bull, do you, little 
cousin? 
This here tube might be a bit large for you. But that's OK, cause 
I've got a small-size one we use for the cocker spaniels that Ma 
breeds. It ought to be small enough even for your little pizzle. "
She chuckled, obviously amused by the humiliating comparison.
She attached one end of the smaller tube to the extractor and then 
prepared to slip the other end over peter's penis. But first she 
paused, thoughtfully studying his organs.
" You ever see an ol' heifer about to be milked, cousin? That's 
what you look like right now. She's got a big ol' floppy udder full 
of milk."
-- She hefted his male sacks in Her palm --
" and a long ol' teat hanging down between Her legs, "
-- she ran a finger lightly down the sensitive underside of his 
shaft.
" You ought to hear Her moo, when Her sacks are real full and She's 
just begging somebody to squeeze it. " She tickled the little tuck 
of skin just below the head of his member, driving peter nearly mad 
with excitement.
" You want me to show you how a country girl milks a cow, peter, 
how we squeeze those tits in our hands? "
He cried in agonized frustration, " Please, Judy! Squeeze me. "
" Well, I don't know, little cousin, how bad do you need milkin'? I 
don't hear you mooing. Tell me how much you need it. "
peter bit his lip, trying to resist Her humiliating game. But the 
teasing finger continued to torment his frenum, and finally he 
surrendered all dignity, willing to do anything for the promised 
caress.
"...,...moo...oh Judy, milk me! Moo, MOO, MOOOO! "
Laughing, She grasped his penis in Her hand and began squeezing it 
with a practiced motion. peter moaned with pleasure and continued 
to imitate the sounds of a cow for Her amusement.
After a few moments, She tired of this game and returned to the 
main objective. She slipped his penis into the extractor tube and 
circled an elastic band around the neck of his scrotum fastening 
the tube securely in place. Then without any announcement, she 
switched on the machine. Peter felt an indescribable sensation. It 
seemed as if the tube became a living thing, a pulsating insatiable 
mouth, a creature thirsty for his very essence, sucking hungrily at 
his organ even as a calf might nurse at his mother's teat.
Judy left the machine to work on his genitals and, going around to 
the other end of the stall, sat down cross-legged in front of him. 
Her large bare bosom was almost level with his eyes. He longed for 
his hands to be free to feel it's soft massiveness.
" Feels good, doesn't it, peter? ", She grinned.
" Mmm...yes, it does... "
She leaned forward, bringing Her breast within inches of his face.
" I bet getting sucked like that makes you want to suck on 
something' too, doesn't it, little cousin. "
Her breast was only an inch from peter's mouth, and the prominently 
erect nipple jutted mote than half the space to his lips.
" Please, Judy, may I? ", he begged.
In answer She only giggled and leaned forward. He drew the rosy bud 
into his mouth as eagerly as a famished infant and began sucking. 
Judy smiled to observe that his nursing lips matched perfectly the 
rhythm of the extractor on his organ. How long he could have 
remained thus before nature ended his rapture in an ecstatic 
release, none can say. For peter was suddenly, without warning, 
doubly deprived as Judy quickly pulled Her breast from his mouth 
and shut off the extractor. He groaned in disappointment.
" Hold your horses, peter, we aren't through yet. I got something 
else to show You. "
She walked over to a wall rack and took down an unfamiliar 
implement.
" Know what this is? "
She held up an iron tool about two feet in length, looking like a 
cross between a pair of fireplace tongs and a bolt cutter. She 
parted the handles and pliers-like clamps opened at the end. peter 
shifted uncomfortably.
" N...No, Judy, I don't. "
Something about the look of the implement and the wicked glint in 
Her eyes told him he didn't want to learn.
" This here's what we use on the other bulls, the ones we don't 
want for breedin' It's called a castrator. See, this clamp end goes 
right around their sacks, just above the balls. Then we give it a 
good PINCH! She slammed the handles together and the clamps closed 
mercilessly around an imaginary victim. Peter shuddered.
" It's not so bad as it looks. It puts a metal band around the top 
of their sac and seals it. Then the blades cut the sac right above 
their balls and they hit the ground. And it can't hurt too much 
because they don't even know when I do it to them. " She giggled, 
especially if I'm milkin' them at the same time. I like to do that, 
so they'll have one last time to remember what it was like. "
peter felt an ominous foreboding at the direction of Judy's talk.
" Uh...Judy...I really have enjoyed this afternoon and thanks for 
showing me the breeding barn, but I think it;s getting near supper 
time and we really ought to get back to the house now... "
" Naw, there ain't no hurry, we got plenty of time left to show you 
how this gizmo works. "
She drew up a short stool behind him and sat down.
" We put the bulls in the stall and tie their legs apart, just like 
you, peter. That way we can get at their sacks easy. "
She reached between his legs and began gently scratching his 
scrotum with Her fingernails. Peter sighed deeply in spite of his 
growing anxiety.
" We put the castrator right here, right around the top of their 
sacks. "
She opened the handles and circled the neck of peter's scrotum with 
the pliers. The cold iron on his tender manhood made him wince.
" Please, Judy... I don;t like this game very much. Can we go back 
now? "
She ignored him. Her voice changed, taking on a strange, alarming 
note of obsession.
" You know that hired man I found out here? I didn't finish 
telling' you about him. You see, I didn't go tell Maw about him 
right away. I watched him for a few minutes, first, while he was 
plain' in the extractor. Then he turned around and saw me watching' 
him and the way he looked at me sort of made me mad. He was just 
strain' at my tits, and that reminded me of how he was always 
Ruben' up against me, trying to get a feel of them. That 
polecat just kept staring at me and jerking off, and then he even 
said, " Hey honey, take em out and let me see em. "
" Well, that really made me mad, and I decided to teach him a 
lesson he wouldn't forget. I told him I'd show him my tits if he's 
let me milk him just like a bull. Well that fool didn't even 
suspect, and in no time at all I had him strapped down, just like 
you. I showed him my tits like I promised and I set the extractor 
to milkin' him. But just when he was starting to let his milk down, 
I slipped the castrator on him like this and PINCHED! "
She squeezed the handles, very gently, but hard enough to clamp 
peter's helpless glands in a painful grip.
" Ow! Oh please, Judy, Let me go...
She eased the pressure and removed the tool altogether, and peter 
breathed a sigh of relief. But then She reached down and flicked on 
the extractor. 
A moment later, peter felt the cruel metal again encircle his 
fragile masculinity and realized his ordeal was not over.
"Sure fixed him. Then I fed his balls to the dog right in front of 
him. "
" It's time to finish your milkin', little cousin, and I'm going to 
make it real special for you. "
She giggled demonically, " I'm gonna fix you, like we do the bulls, 
like I did that hired man. "
" No, please Judy, don't do it..." he begged. "
" C'mon, peter, let me castrate you. I bet you'll like it. That 
hired man knew what I was doing' to him but he still had the 
biggest cum I ever saw. 
I think knowing it was his last made it real special for him. Let 
me do it to you, please. "
Although peter was in a panic, realizing the peril he was in from 
the half-crazed girl, he tried to sound calm.
" No, Judy, I don't want it to be my last, maybe sometime later, 
but I'm not ready just yet. "
In spite of his terror, he could not help thrusting his hips in 
response to the work of the extractor.
Her voice became intimate, tender, almost loving.
" C'mon, peter do it for me. You really like me, don't you? "
" ...Yes, Judy....but... "
"It'd be sort of like going' steady, like giving me your class 
ring, only better. My girlfriend does bronze work, She could coat' 
um and I'd have earrings or charms This way, I'd know no matter 
what, you'd never get some other girlfriend and forget me. "
"...but..."
peter was full of confused emotion. Notwithstanding the horror of 
what She proposed, some darker, mysterious urge began to stir 
within him. He squirmed about in his bonds, testing the unyielding 
grip of the tool on his testicles. What would it feel like, the 
ecstatic release, the moment of crushing force, the lifetime of 
chaste devotion to his beautiful despoiler. A nameless urge welled 
within him, reaching back through the millennia to a time when 
Women ruled over men, and where it was a coveted privilege for a 
man to sacrifice his masculinity to the High Priestess of 
the Earth Mother. As the extractor drew him inexorably toward 
spending, these feelings warred within peter, He moaned in the 
agony of confusion.
" C'mon little cousin, let me do it for you, let me castrate you. 
You really want me to, don't you? "
As She spoke, peter surrendered to the inevitability of climax. The 
pulsing suction urged him over the brink and he began emptying his 
glands in gushing surges. The strong contractions of his penis were 
clearly visible to Judy even through the plastic tube.
" Now, peter! While you're letting go -- can I do it? "
In a delirium of sensation he moaned, " Please...Judy...Please "
but he would never know for sure if he meant " Please don't " -- 
or " 
Please do " Regardless of the youth's wishes of the moment, Judy 
clipped his manhood and laid aside the castrator. He long remained 
slumped in the restraining straps, speechless from the intensity of 
the experience, while Judy gently cradled his sacks in Her soft 
palm and patted his naked backside comfortingly. At last, when he 
was rested, She released him and helped him to his feet.
" Thank you for letting me fix you, peter. You sure creamed more 
than I ever seen before! " peter had to admit that he did. In the 
following weeks Judy, wearing Her new jewelry, would thrill him to 
countless masturbatory treats -- until he could no longer achieve 
erections. The intensity of that experience was never reached.
As peter left the ranch house to go home, he could not help at 
taking one last look at Judy's new jewelry.
Note:
Reading the story, one cannot help but wonder at what point did 
peter realize that Judy intended to castrate him and that nothing 
that he could say or do would deter Her from Her objective. The 
previous summer when Judy jerked him off at the drive-in movie, She 
must have considered Her plan. She is obviously obsessed.